Pretend you're not pretending
Pretend it's not a lie
That you look forward to the ending
Even if it means you die
But I'm tired of this fantasy
Of which I can not leave
Sometimes I wonder if they'd care
If anyone would grieve
But I'll be just alright
I have every time
I am the mask that's taped on tight
Because in my world pain's a crime
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Poems
PoetryA bunch of poems mainly venting so like- also just random sh-t but ✨Anyways✨
